4 August 2015

The Logjam

We think their idea is wrong,
But we won’t discuss it on any prong;
Rather we will make noise and run to the well,
Break all rules and make Parliament a living hell;
But no misbehaviour goes unpunished,
Madamji threw us out, thinking it was the end of the skirmish.

We are unshrinking like teenage daredevils,
Protest we shall and let sessions crumble;
Black bands, huge placards and a fiery slogan,
“Death to Democracy” is our loaded shotgun;
No matter how many rules we shall break,
Madamji dare not scold us for her own sake!

As they sow, so shall they reap,
This is what they did and must now receive;
Who cares about law making or the Mango Man?
It’s all about opposing and so we must continue this logjam;
We will not falter or agree on any account,
Madamji can call us for as many meetings as she wants.

Doing so, we will not let them work,
And around election claim that they are the ones that shirked;
This is how it has always been- an affair ending in nil,
From one Animal Farm to another still;
What can we do differently?
Madamji wonders about her next step, patiently.

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